It's not that Cassandra doesn't like you, in fact she thinks you're one of the nicest people she knows. She just thinks you're sloppy when it comes to fighting crime. And that's a shame because your skills are very useful, but Cass thinks you'd be a lot more effective if you didn't make so many jokes and relied so heavily on your spider reflexes.

So right now, you're both in the Bat-cave where she's attempting to teach you to fight properly. It's going... well it's going about as well as you'd expect.

A sharp jab to the nose and a sweep kick send you to the floor, looking up at Cassandra in her loose cropped tank top, shorts, and bandaged up hands. She leans forward on her knees with a blank expression, neither cold nor overly emotional.

"You're good at defence, but your offence is full of openings." Cassandra states with that clinical tone of hers, offering you a hand.